She tucked her head into my chest and flung her arms around my naked torso. I put my hand on the back of her head and said “Sorry”. We both seemed...to enjoy the embrace. “Shit” I suddenly thought. Beckie, ass vertical waiting for an ass fuck. I gently pulled myself away from Jazz’s embrace, looked her in the eye and said, “Look we’ll talk later, I’ve got something to do”. I quickly grabbed the Olive Oil and raced back to my room. There, her ass still in the air with her hand between her legs. Then he come closer and asked me to open saree tied around my waist. I tried to open the knot of that saree but his hands were shaking. Finally I succeed and that saree fell down. Now he was also standing nude in front of me. I had a quick look at his dick. Then I looked in his eye. I was feeling shy. He asked me “Take it in your hand. It won’t bite.” A trembling hand came forward and I touched his dick. now take it in my hand it was hot n tight I kiss on his top he like it he want to take it. Youre too big, I shriek. Im sorry… But youre so tight, he sounded helpless. Youre so small, he still sounded helpless. He also sounded like he was in a deep state of nirvana. He placed his hands under my knees and raised my legs a little so that he could get on his knees. My pussy walls clamped down on his cock again as he kept thrusting in and out of me. His breathing was becoming heavy and his thrusting a bit faster. He leaned down again ad let go of my legs. I positioned them at either. Never before had she felt like this with any other man, and she didn't want it to stop.Sweat covered her body and her breaths came in gasps. Monica felt like she was running a marathon as she seemed to climax without end against this seemingly tireless machine of a man.With a loud growl she felt him cum inside her spurting his great load. Monica whimpered as she sensed that the experience was over and this strange man would leave her."Please don't leave me. I have a house not far from here. You.